I have yum cha to look forward to. I am happy.
Yesterday I watched some episodes of Azumanga Daioh, Angelic Layer and Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi. I am a little sad about Azumanga Daioh because I think the fansub was funnier. Hmmm. Abenobashi is good though, definately not for kids, but very funny. I wasn't surprised that it's the same studio that did FLCL.
I also watched most of In the Cut which I found pretty but boring. Meg Ryan looks like Nic Kidman when she has long straight red hair. Suspect they are clones from the Hollywood factory. I didn't watch the end since I was an hour and 20 minutes through and nothing much had happened.
I also watched some Nick Cave videos. Kylie is very pretty in the Wild Roses video. Flicked through Waking Life so as to see the bit with Jesse and Seline from Before Sunrise/Sunset and found that was all I needed to watch from it.
I saw Dr Phil. He was great. I will not spend money on things I don't need any more. Except that I only have the first DVDs of Abenobashi and Azumanga, and I have the boxes for the rest of the sets, so I need those things. DVDs don't count right? Right?
My sister called to demonstrate that she is home, alive and well. We are having yum cha on Saturday morning and I will recieve my new digital camera then. Hooray!
I finished the Family From One-End Street and it was like reading Enid Blyton except it was about a poor family. Amusing, but not 'essential classic' children's literature. I am now reading Alice, I think which is reminding me a lot of Stargirl except it's better. From the misfit girl's point of view not some guy what likes her. Yay for teen novels.
There's some teen girl squad pics up on my lj...
Here is an awesome entry from Matt chronicling the whole cosplay experience, from one who has never done it before. Here's an equally awesome entry from Debz, who was Cheerleader and is very complimentary.
I'm home from work because I went to work and then got dizzy and my stomach cramped up and I think I'm coming down with something. I'm gonna have a biiiiig sleep and hopefully that will help. I also have lots of lovely DVDs to watch which oughht to put me in a good frame of mind.
Oooh Svend took me to Princess Diaries 2 last night and it is full on fanservice for tween age girls! Gratuitous shots of pretty jewellery, cats, horses and a slumber party for princesses with mattress surfing down the staircase. Giffy and I were laughing all through it but Sass and Bean thought it was the best thing ever.
The first one was better. The books are better still.
I guess the universe wanted to make it up to me for disappointing me so badly on Thursday. We won the costume competition at Armageddon yesterday.
Giffy talks about it here, and I totally agree with waht she says. The fact is, our costumes weren't the most elaborate or pretty or *made with the most skill* but we did have a skit of awesomeness and we did stay in character *A LOT*.
Still, the judging was a huge surprise and I didn't recognise our names when they were called out. Then I squealed a lot.
I bought lovely anime DVDs of happiness with my prize money. I got Angelic Layer volumes 4 and 5, Azumanga Daioh number 1 plus box (Ewwww! English dub is gross. Chiyo-chan's voice is sooooo annoying. Osaka's southern accent is kinda cute though.) And Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi number 1 plus box. Kewl.
Also on the weekend I went to the Girl flat + Svend's party which I had a lot of fun at. Lee turned into a pumpkin though, so we left earlier than I would have liked.
Also Lee bought the box set of original Star Wars trilogy on Saturday and I went into Lush for presents for Svend and saw lots of nummy new products. Mmm Lush things.
Last night I watched Laurel Canyon which is a movie set in Hollywood and very good. Christian Bale and Kate Beckinsdale aren't as cute a couple as you might think. I wouldn't think this movie would appeal to everyone but it was neat. Sort of cool and laid back and Almost Famous-esque, kinda.
I also read a book called I know what you did last Wednesday by Anthony Horowitz which is a very funny and scary kid's book about the Diamond Brothers. The elder Tim, is very stupid. The books are from younger brother Nick's point of view and he is very sarcastic. As you can guess the book was set out like a horror movie.
Thanks to everyone for kind words yesterday, s'lovely.
I still feel a bit sad...like disappointed but I realise that I do have things to be happy about still and it's really not the end of the world. I slept badly last night. Kept waking up and dreaming odd things. Would love to just stay in bed but must work.
Tomorrow I am sleeping in.
I got my photos back from Seraph's wedding, and I must never again take photos while wearing my fluffy coat. The coat fluff found it's way into a bunch of photos, giving them a weird quality that at first I thought was light refracting in funky ways. Nah, it's just sleeve fluff.
More later maybe.
I didn't get the job.
I got my hopes up even though I knew I shouldn't, and now they have been dashed.
I feel like I have no stomach, just a kind of greyness in my midriff.
Bah.
I don't know what to do with my life, I feel I have no enthusiasm left. None of this is helped by the grey drizzley day.
So we had three new "Night Shift" characters. Kayd is a flakey new-age spazz, Baz is a slacker stoner and Dr Mackay is...secretive. They also have a ghost camera that takes pictures of supernatural occurences in other locations instead of what you point the camera at.
Baz is Petrova's sister. Petrova is my insanely impatient and scary character from the first game.
Baz, slacker, moaning about his new job and his big sister:
"Petrova says 'it's just like your old job, with less driving' BUT her ex-boyfriend neverm well he used to call me there but he never grabbed me from behind and was all psycho at Luigi's."
Hix: You only have the one shot to net the dog
Jenni: Nothing but dog!
Dr Mackay becomes enmeshed in possessed metal coat hangers:
Baz: Hey Kayd! Dy Mackay's totally wired!
Hix: You framed the poltergeist.
Mackay: The reason I don't eat Macdonald's is that it just doesn't taste good.
Kayd: That's right, that's just what I was saying, The bitter tang of murdered animals.
Kayd on her new position of leader of the night shift:
K: I think being in this position of power has made me a bad person.
Mackay: Because power corrupts, right?
K: and absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Kayd's interaction with an inscreasingly suspicious Inpectres 'victim':
Dr Featherston: Do you do this much? I mean, have you been here before?
Kayd: Are you asking me out?
Dr Featherston: Can I have those photos?
K: No they're evidence.
Baz texts Kayd after they have a phone conversation that is cut off by static and interference:
Text reads: Gzzzzjhr! (Interference noise spelt phonetically.)
Kayd: Are you a witch doctor?
Dr F: We prefer the term "supernatural surgeon"
My Mum called me this morning because she had just had an email from my sister. My sister is in Korea for two weeks and guess who she ran into?
Just guess....you'll never guess. It's completely silly and impossible.
Tia!
Tia's supposed to be in Japan but happened to be taking a two day holiday in Korea and happened to be at the same temple my sister was visiting.
Weird coincidences.
I finished Lucky Man by Michael J Fox last night. It is a very good book. Speaking as someone who used to have a huge crush on MJF and someone who has a vested interest in Parkinson's Disease I enjoyed it a lot. (Why do we say vested interest? What about jacketed interest? Polarfleeced interest?)
Inpectres last night was a bit less raucous and a bit more focussed, which is fine and dandy. I enjoyed it a lot, but I think the lack of Seraph was felt. Plus Hix was being hella mean with the stress checks...which is fair enough given the rate at which we obtained the franchise dice, so is OK, but unhappy for me when my character had just one point left out of four skill bases.
I like my new character but am finding her harder to figure out than Petrova. I am looking forward to next time when Petrova can deal with her ex-boyfriend-now-stalker.
However, I have resolved to write up my Jane Austen game and run that next time, so if there's anyone who wants to be involved in the playtest let me know! (It'll be Tuesday evening in two weeks).
I moved a link to my birthday present list up to the side bar there, so you can find it easier. Hee hee. It's fun to have a present list, I am now waiting for things to disappear off it.
*dancing and singing* Inspectres! Inspectres! Tonight I play Inspectres!
Yeah, so I am so into the idea of playing Inspectres tonight that I dreamed about it last night:
I dreamed that instead of meeting at my house the player Boyz and I meet at an American style diner. We try to get one of the booths, and when we do get one we are happy. Other people are eating meals but I go over to the candy bar (just like the drinks bar but only sells yummy lollies) and buy some stuff. Marshmallow twists, raspberry licorice, y'know. Healthy dinner stuff.
Two girls sit at our table. We don't know them but they have heard of Inspectres and they want to join in. I am vaguely annoyed but don't try and deprive them of Inspectres. Also, Gino doesn't turn up so it's good to have other players.
Uhhhh yeah. Then I woke up at 6am since that's what I did yesterday and even though I told my body that my aunt wasn't in fact in the next room coughing and I could go back to sleep it was all "Nahhh, we need to be all awake and stuff. The sun's shining, it's daytime now. You might need to do something." Also my arms are all sore and the shoulders too. I did heaps of book returning last week so that's prolly why. Overuse.
Memes on livejournal are pretty fun. If anyone here wants to ask me anything they want and have it answered...well, do it on the lj. That's what it's for.
Hmmm. Tempted to make up a tshirt saying "Do it on the Lj".
Yep. It's stuck in my head all right.
It's a sunny sunny day like it might be summer soon.
I'm a hopin' it'll be a good one
not like last year with the rain and the cold
I thought global warming would result
in warmer weather
not more storms and wetness
Yesterday was talk like a pirate day
I didn't talk like a pirate at all
But I did roast chicken.
My sanitary pads are lying to me. It's true! A few months ago Libra decided to print 'odd spot' facts on the paper that you peel off the back of their pads to reveal the sticky. Some of these are true facts like "An ostriches eye is bigger than it's brain" but some of them are just urban legends. The one I read and immediately doubted yesterday was "only female ducks can quack".
I kicked Lee off his computer and checked with google. There I found snopes.com which has entries on whether duck's quack's echo and it clearly said that both male and female duck's quacks echo.
I'll be in touch if I read anything else unlikely on my sanitary pad. I'm not sure about the whole "over your life time you will eat 70 insects while sleeping and 8 spiders".
Seraph's wedding was wonderful. Now, you know me... I love weddings a lot but this one was just lovely. The bride radiant in her simple white dress, groom nervous and happy....it was in the begonia house so the lovely surroundings added to it all and the weather came through in the end with some rays of sunshine.
They wrote their own vows and that's what made me cry. I guess it's something about hearing people speak from the heart. You don't get that very much, especially public declarations of love. So I went sob sob sob and tried to get a tissue out of my bag with minimum fuss and noise.
The reception was great fun too. I met some lovely people, and our odds-and-ends table eight had a great time over the delicious dinner. Say it with me "You can't go wrong with thai fish cakes!"
I wore my long purple Annah S skirt with the black ruffles and the flamenco longness on one side and my old Glassons blue mesh long sleeve top with black butterfly on the front. I did my hair in three funny buns, two on top and one in back for all the short bits. It looked pretty messy but OK. I also wore my pink tights with black fuzzy fishnet pattern and my flat black mary-janes so I was warm and comfortable all night. Go me!
I forgot my blog birthday. I was reminded about it by Chinashop and I realised that mine is past. I started blogging on the 4th of September last year. I have been blogging for more than a year and now I have the livejournal as well.
So. Thanks to y'all for reading what I have to say here, it's nice to know that people think I'm interesting.
Thanks to y'all who comment on what I have to say. I love to have feedback and discussions and rebuttal. I do not write into a void. Hooray!
...and thanks to y'all who lurk and don't make yourselves known. I know you're there 'cause my user stats say you're there. Thanks for lurking!
No thanks at all to the evil spammers. You suck.
Happy belated birthday Talula.
Back in high school we used to pretend to be other people. Not quite like roleplaying...sort of like play acting? We'd take on characters (usually famous characters, but not always) and write conversations between them down on paper. I have about 20 little notebooks fulla the things.
As it turns out, if we'd been 10 years younger and in high school now, we'd be doing this on livejournal. How cool is this? Check out her friend's list, it's so cool.
My favourite 'conversations' were set in the Batman universe, so it's extra squealie cool for me to find this community online.
Of course it's kinda stunned-amused-freaked squealie.
As it happens, I have the wrong definition for nonplussed. I thought it meant unimpressed but really it means perplexed. Funny how you can hear and read a word for years on end and think it means something that it doesn't.
Last night Lee went to Seraph's stag night. He came home 12.30, woke me up. Then he started vomiting at about 1am...he says it was the Indian food, I am inclined to believe him after seeing some of the mess. Gross. After that I found it very very hard to get back to sleep. I remember seeing the clock say 4am....I woke up at 7.30 to streaming sunlight. Lee took today off work in advance, since he knew he'd be er, tired.
So sometime this morning between I think, 2 and 3am I figured out something important. Something earth shatteringly important. Here it comes:
Why I don't like Beanie Kids. Because they look like they don't like me. They have this forehead seam that makes them look like their eyeborws are permanently raised. Their eyes are black and shiny and round and they appear to be frowning. At 3am I thought they looked nonplussed. As it happens they just look kind of pissed off. Although, looking at that list, Beastly the Bear looks kinda cool.
I am thinking of adding to my present list, but I don't know if I wanna go there and see something missing.
Maybe I do.
For Giffy, and anyone else who is interested...
Simplicity's website is very nicely laid out and easy to use. Here is the dance costume page including belly dancing and ballet outfits. You can look at all the details, record the number and then go and buy the pattern at the shop. No need to fight your way through to the pattern books.
Butterick also have all their patterns online but I find their website is set out less intuitively: i.e. no handy index.
My aunt is in Wellington and at her conference. It is great to see her. I am taking her out for dinner tonight, but haven't decided where yet.
circulation is fun.
I just had my interview and am now back at work. I don't know how it went. I am not going to hear until the end of next week what the result is.
I made the interviewers laugh, and they understood my examples. I may have said "I don't have this kind of experience" too many times.
I don't know.
I am not going to think about it and maybe it'll go away.
I had an interview nightmare. It was that I looked in a mirror right before going in to the interview and my face was all cracked and dry.
Bad skin is the best my subconcsious can give me to be frightened of! It did work, I freaked out quite badly and this morning I made sure to moisturise carefully.
An hour and a half to go. I am wearing borrowed pants.
Tonight after work I am picking up my aunty from the airport. She's coming to stay with us til Monday. I haven't seen her in three years so it will be great to catch up with her. I also really love going to the airport, it's neat there. Everything's big and clean and shiny.
Oooh, and thanks to all y'all who said nice things about me and the interview. It's appreciated :)
Michael Moore is on the cover of the rolling stone. He is dressed much as he always is in jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. I guess I'm thankful that they didn't do an artsy naked pic of him like they did with Britney/Christina/Jennifer Aniston/etc, but it does strike me as y'know. Annoying.
Meh.
I cut out the pattern yesterday for my birthday dress. It looks relatively simple to make which is a relief if not a surprise (it is a *simplicity* pattern after all.)
Now I just have to buy fabric and sew the thing. Can't decide if I can be bothered with a mock-up or not...meh....I also have to buy a wedding present and a top to wear to a wedding this week. Should be fun. Luckily I get paid on Thursday.
I am craving salty potato goodness. Like french fries or chippies.
I got some photos back today. Unfortunately the picture of the tiny plane I took from Tauranga to Auckland didn't come out. I do have some sweet ones of babies though, so it's all good.
Neck and back feeling stiff today but not sore.
Right. Nervous about tomorrow's interview.
I have the interview questions and I am scared of them. I am thinking 'I don't have this kind of experience!'.
I know there is no point in worrying, but my belly doesn't seem to want to get the message.
I have over a whole day to wait still. Must calm down.
I won Civ3 Russian game with the space race. Very impressed with the pretty spaceship taking off 'footage'. Happy Russian Jenni.
It was amazing to talk to Tia on Saturday. I mean, it shouldn't be a surprise that she can call on the phone from Japan, or that she sounds just the same. But I guess when you haven't talked to someone in over a year you kind of forget. Lovely to talk to you Tia! Get a blog!
By Request (and my own desire to get presents that I know I'll like) here is a list of presents you may buy me: Jenni's Page of Presents
Obviously, you are under no obligation to buy me presents, I just like to make lists.
My head is groggy from lack of sleep. I am home from work with a neck pain relapse which resulted in much awakeness between 3am and 6am. I will shortly get off the computer and relieve my neck muscles.
I finished the Alex quartet and enjoyed them a lot but was disappointed with the lack of editing going on. I am now reading Michael J Fox's autobiography Lucky Man which is written in a very easy to read conversational style although he flips back and forth through time something chronic.
It is spring, and I am wearing a dress with a swishy skirt. That is all.
More that I added on later.... I realise the irony of what I wrote about Body Image on Monday getting spam fro "Natural Breast Enlargement Pills". I still deleted it.
I dreamed all sorts of sexy dreams this morning, including meeting Nightwing. He was kind of like Dean Cain and the guy who is superman in Smallville mixed together and way buff. He was wearing a green knitted jersey and was very nice. *sigh*.
I am tempted (not very) to write batman fanfic. I won't actually do it, but I might seek it out and read other people's stuff.
I bought four costume dress patterns today at lunchtime.
1 x belly dancing clothes
1 x ballet dresses and tutus
1 x Jane Austen style dresses
1 x long historical dresses ranging from Puritan to OTT french courtier.
This should result in fabric purchase and dress making. I'm gonna use the French boof dress to make some sort of Evil Queen/Twisted Princess/anything I think of dress for my Dark Fairytale birthday party.
Now I just need to get to Global Fabrics and sort out colours and embellishments. Oh dear, I hope I don't have to do boning. (Eeps!)
Nothing interesting to report.
Started a new Civ3 game which is going very well. Accidentally played it for an hour and a half more than I meant to. SiG was right, 'just one more turn' syndrome is fatal.
Watched Lost in Translation and I still love it, although got a bit scared at the bit with the comfort woman/prostitute/weird lady? "rip my stockings!"
Feels like a Tuesday today. I am glad it's a Thursday instead.
My back feels cricky. I need a new spine.
Dear Jared A. Sorensen,
You rock. I love Inspectres so much! It is the bestest game in the world that I played last night and you are the King of Awesome to have written it.
Love, Jenni.
Thanks for running the awesomeness that is Inspectres last night. I loved it a lot. When I said "can we just keep playing all night?" I actually wasn't joking. I had so much fun and I love it a lot.
Let's play some more, OK?
Love, Jenni.
You are all extremely funny people. I had so much fun that just thinking about it this morning makes me chortle. If we play Inspectres again next week I will make a special Inspectres cake for you all to eat.
Love, Jenni.
Some highlights include:
Gerald our boss, explaining why we shouldn't go in the front door of the haunted pizza ahop "It's partriarchal, it's je ne sais quois!"
Petrova scaring the rivals, to 'put them off their game: "Take this Pansies!" *throws hand grenade at their van.*
Plus all the wonderfulness that is the confession chair. You sit in it and say what's happening, what's going on in the scene and you can give other people characteristics. Like, Seraph's character Josh is scared of my character Petrova. Great fun.
Saw Svend last night, and Giffy gave Lee Lost in Translation.
I played some Civ3 and I think I'm going to start my game over because I don't have enough land mass and I seem to be unable to win any given war. Maybe I should wait until I have tanks and cut a swathe through my enemies? Nahhh I'll start over.
I had a packed lunch today. Aren't I good? Packing my own lunch? I had cheese and crackers, carrot and chocolate. This lunch brought to you by the letter C!
Inspectres tonight hooray hooray!
That's it really. I'm very pleased about all the responses I've had on my body image entry from yesterday, I hope to recieve still more.
But good.
I went to the Village on Friday night and lo, it was awesome. I totally guessed the twist, which makes me a smart Jenni. Smarter than Lee who did not guess!
It was spooky and creepy and very well done. I love M. Night Shyamalan, he's cuch a coool movie director. Last night I watched Signs and some of the extras and he cited Hitchcock as an influence and I thought "Yeah. They are similar."
On Saturday I paid some more off my graphic novel lay-by (one more payment to go, Woot!) and got a new belt. Lee retrieved his bag which he had left at the cinema.
Then I did belly dancing. It was awesome fun although I got tired very fast with the no-stamina and on Sunday I was achy from the bird flying arm movements and the squatting down and trying to shimmy. Revelation: I can't shimmy. The teacher told us to, and I tried and she looked at me and said "you know, some people can't shimmy straight away." Then I felt like a spastic stick insect whenever we were supposed to shimmy.
We did a dance with little finger cymbals and another two dances with veils which was very very fun although much spinning makes me want to fall down. I am going to take the next term's beginners class. (Mid October, prolly Thursday nights 8.40pm if'n you're interested in joining in with me.)
Then we did some hen's night stuff, went out for dinner, etc and I met all of V's lovely friends. I am looking forward to the wedding and hoping I'm sitting with some of the people I met!
Sunday we had to get up and not sleep in to tidy my house. My family came over. My parents came over 11am and Mum and I did scrapbooking while Lee and Dad played scrabble. (2 games, Dad won both). Then at 3ish my brother, sister-in-law and neice came to visit. Neice is delightfully playful and adorable.
I played peek-a-boo and poke-the-tongue-out-a-lot and baby-goes-woosh-on-the-swiss-ball.
Then my family left and I played a bit of Civ3 (note to self, don't provoke war with much stronger neighbour, you lose three cities that way!). Then I watched Signs as previously mentioned and then I read my Alex books and felt sick.
Had another shitty night's sleep. Wrist aching inexplicably. Lee tossing around because he's too hot with the blanket too cold without. Nose sneezy from pollen, etc. Weird dreams this morning top it all off.
Here is the disclaimer( so you don't have to say it.) I know this is considered easy for me because I happen to have a fashionable body shape right now. In this society slim and petite is sought after and by genetic coding that's what I have. (Well, not purely genetics but I'll get to that. ) Don't tell me that it is easy for me to say how I feel or what I think about my body because of how I look.
This is a freaking hard entry to write for a lot of reasons and I don't need anyone telling me it's easy. It ain't.
OK? Ok.
I worry about how I look. I know from conversations that I do not worry as much as some of my friends.
I looked down at my belly the other day and I saw it bulging out (bloated after a potato based dinner) and it revolted me. I hated that belly so much.
I don't want to hate my belly. I want to be happy with how I look however I look. I am aware that it is only what our society considers fashionable right now that made me hate my belly, but I hated it all the same. Just as I know that obese people are people, I can't help but see the obesity and find it repulsive.
Knowing the cause of my feelings doesn't change them, although I wish it would.
My body is more or less fashionable right now. I am slim and petite. I could have bigger breasts, but that's beside the point. I don't want to look like Pamela Anderson. I have always been slim. I have always eaten small portions. My father has the same slim body type, all us kids inherited it. A while back my sister made an effort to gain weight; her body mass index indicated that she was underweight. (Do guys worry about BMI? I don't know.)
Sometimes I wonder if I should also try to gain weight, but I always stop myself. I changed my diet a whole back to avoid things I knew to be pure fat like chicken skin and crackling off pork. I don't eat bacon rind, etc. I still eat a lot of junk food though. I make an effort to eat vegetables and fruit (although not a huge effort) and I drink a lot of water. Since seeing Super-Size Me I have drastically reduced the amount of fizzy drink and candy I eat. I have weak moments, but I eat a lot less of that than I used to.
Sometimes the idea of eating revolts me and I wish I could get by without bothering. When I was at home a lot I'd go without lunch fairly regularly, just because it was a pain to organise food for myself and I didn't know what I wanted.
I am on the whole happy with my body. I made a decision as a teenager to be happy and I am, mostly. It gets me down that some of my friends can't also be happy with their bodies. I don't see them as bodies, I see them as beautiful girls. Wonderful talented women who shouldn't have to starve/exhaust themselves/pay money to Weight Watchers to feel happy with themselves.
But society and especially the media is very hard on women. We are constantly fed images of svelte perfectly made up women. These women are on every TV show, they are in ads for everything from Instant Kiwi to beds.
How can anyone watch all these images and not compare themselves in some way? This is an old, old issue and one that's unlikely to disappear. If anything it gets worse as it becomes normal to see more and more flesh in mainstream advertising. Airbrushing evaporates all blemishes, all cellulite, all imperfections. Even though everyone knows these images are doctored they are still there. Staring at you out of billboards, magazines, movies, newspapers.
I wish I could offer some kind of solution here, but the problem is too huge. We live in a consumer driven society that idolizes women with tiny bodies, big breasts and no flaws. The only thing I can offer is that as long as we know it, we can try to change ourselves. Not to try and conform to these images but to healthy, natural body shapes and be happy.
This has been hard to write, I now open the floor to comments and discussion.
I bought signs on DVD yesterday. I have wanted it on DVD for ages and now I have it. I rock.
I am re-reading the Alex books by Tessa Duder. I managed to read the extremely sad part of the first one in my lunch break yesterday and had to weep to myself on a park bench. Went back in hoping my eyes weren't too red.
I am rather enjoying them, although now I'm onto Alex in Winter which has always been my least favourite.
I am very sleepy, but I cannot rest because I am at work. After work I am going out to see The Village which will be spooky and wonderful.
I have terrible nails right now. My cuticles are all splintering off rather painfully. This sucks.
My weekend is shaping up very well. I am going belly-dancing tomorrow for a hen's party thing. I am very excited about this, I have wanted to belly-dance for aaaaaages. Then on Sunday I'm seeing the family which will be lovely. I am going to make choc-berry-fudge torte thingie as well, which should stave off some of my growing need for coconut buns.
Mmmmmm coconut buns.
Neil Diamond. I can't quite bring myself to listen to a whole cd, but I like certain songs. Yesterday I got Holly Holy stuck in my head as I tried to track down a copy of Hot August Night in the adult A/V section. I found it today under New Zealand music. Go figure.
Cleolinda was talking about make-up and her appearance and it got me to thinking about when I was at Varsity and spent time on my appearance in the morning. I'd put on various colours of eye-liner and mascara. (No lipstick because I always eat it all off.) I'd try and make my hair do something interesting. I'd put cute little slides in my hair, or clips shaped like flowers, or animals or whatever.
Working full time makes me tired and I like to stay in bed in the morning as long as I can and still get to work on time. I can't be bothered with make-up anymore.
I never used foundation if I could avoid it because I don't like the way it feels caked on. (Although Giffy's liquid Napolean stuff felt like wearing nothing at all...) I also find it hard to not touch my face so wearing something that I'm going to smear off is a bad plan.
Every so often I buy a nice shade of lipstick if it's on sale, and I drool at the pretty colours of eyeshadow but I know the only time I'm going to use it is at a wedding or a party and I don't go to very many that are non-casual enough to warrant it. Plus, if I do wear lipstick, I'll forget to reapply and then I have a weird partially faded look that does nothing for anyone.
Acid flashback: wore bright red lipstick and bright red dress to friend's 21st, got drunk on bubbly and kissed some equally tipsy girlfriends...red lipstick on chin when next checked mirror...
The biggest problem I have with lipstick is not feeling like a clown after putting it on. This is especially a problem with red.
Lee had a restless night, so of course I did by proxy. I am aware of being woken many times because he was moving around too much.
My hand hurts and I don't know why. My left hand, in the middle of my palm, slightly towards the pinkie.
I watched a weird show on TV last night. It was on Prime and called "Mistresses" it was a sort of how-to documentary show about what mistresses do and why men cheat. I saw a bit about a dominatrix, a bit about different sexy costumes you should have if you are a mistress and an interview with a "serial mistress" who basically said (and this may be oversimplifying) men will always cheat and they cheat because their wives aren't sexy enough/stop trying to be sexy.
That pissed me off. Then they showed a preview of the next episode (because of course it's a series!) where two different men said that it was ingrained nature for men to cheat and there was nothing they could do about it.
I say bollocks to that. It is really very easy not to cheat (in my experience, and granted I have no being-a-man-experience). I mean, you just don't have sex with other people. I don't buy that nature shite. I think it's more what you can get away with...like if everyone could stay home on a sickie all the time and still get paid, well, we'd all do it right? But there are consequences.
Lee knows what the consequences would be if he ever cheated on me, so he doesn't do it. I don't cheat on him because I know what consequences I'd get (besides the whole feeling really bad about betraying someone which is still a huge factor don't get me wrong.)
There you go. Rant after weird Prime watching.
It's a great show. 10pm Tuesdays. I know it's actually aimed at men because all the ads in the ad break were for cars, motorbikes, anti-speeding and a men's health clinic. You get to see buxom host lady try on hussy clothes and interviews with dominatrices. What more could you want?